Should be Mine

Part 2

Steve

She agreed. Just that easily. She was extremely casual about it. But after that, I could not face Sam.

We were in our room, at night. The first night. And I was so nervous. I wear a vest and shorts to sleep. I don't know if she'll be uncomfortable or she won't care.

I sat on the bed, trying to decide whether to sleep on the left or the right side. I would agree to whatever she decides.

"Hey" she said, getting out of the bathroom. I forgot to breathe for a while. She was wearing a black lace nightie, her, still red, hair were all wet, as she dried them with a towel. Her skin shining and so fresh. She looked extremely beautiful. More actually. Words could not describe.

She looked at me and her lips curved into a naughty smirk. She threw the towel at me. And it landed on my face.

"Stop staring with an open mouth, idiot" she said with a laugh.

"Sorry" I said, pulling the towel away from my face.

She got onto the bed, and stood on her knees, trying to tower with me, and messed my hair with her fingers.

"You know. I have had a billion men look lustfully at me. But, your eyes, I don't understand Steve. How are you so composed. So pure? Is there anything that's imperfect about you? " she said tenderly, caressing my cheek with the back of her soft fingers.

"Is that why you agreed to share the room with me? " I asked.

"Yes, maybe. I don't need to be afraid of anyone, you know. But, its good to feel safe around someone. Its good to know someone treats you like an equal and not a s*x object" she said lowering her eyes, and sitting back.

"Nat!! You are much more then that. You are my best friend. My partner. You are my equal " I said cupping her cheek.

"Of course Steve, I know. But, you know, even Clint, at the start of our friendship, he used to flirt with me, cheap jokes and all. He even used to say he gave me another chance because I was too beautiful to kill" Natasha said in a low, broken voice.

"Nat, you know Clint better, he just jokes" I said, trying to ease the situation.

"I know silly, though, a girl doesn't always enjoy sexist jokes on herself. " she said, "Well, on the contrary, I really wished you flirted with me at a point. So much so, I got annoyed when you didn't pay any heed and I started doubting myself. "

"I don't flirt" I said, my cheeks flushing.

"I know, you are just the cutest soul on earth. Anyways, enough with the chitchat. Let's sleep, I am too tired" she said, lying down and pulling the covers. I hesitantly lay down beside her. She faced me with a beautiful smile, and then took my arm, stretched it and put her head on my shoulder, cuddling into my arms. I wrapped my stretched arm around her waist.

She looked into my eyes, naughtily.

"Good night" she said, placing a gentle kiss on my cheek.

"Good night Nat" I told her her, and switched the bed lamps off.

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I have no idea when I fell asleep, I was busy adoring her gentle body in my arms for long, sniffing on her hair, listening to her clam breaths.

And when I woke up, I realized the awkward position. My arms were hugging her belly, my face rested on her exposed chest, my lips brushed the skin of her breasts. She lay with her arms spread on the pillows.

Shit!!! This is so wrong. Oh Nat! I am so sorry. I quickly moved away from her chest, and lay down beside her, taking deep breaths to calm my wildly beating heart.

Natasha moved in her sleep, apparently, she was a messy sleeper. She turned her body over, her leg went over my thighs, her arm on my chest. I looked at her face. She looked so adorable in her slumber. So innocent.

I kept staring at her, until she moved and then slowly opened her eyes.

"Hey, good morning Steve " she said in a sleepy voice, cuddling closer, hugging my torso.

"Good morning" I said, not knowing what to do, I hugged her back.

"Gosh, what time is it? " she got up and leaned over me to reach the clock. In the process, her chest made contact to my face again. Oh God!

"Why do I care about time anyways" she lay back, "we are on a run, we are hiding, we can sleep forever" she pulled the quilt over her face.

I decided to move out, but she grabbed my arm, "hey, don't leave me. Come back" she demanded.

"Okay" I said, returning back to my position. She adjusted herself in my embrace again and closed her eyes. I couldn't help, but place a kiss on her forehead. She flashed a happy smile, and kissed my neck in return. And we both fell asleep again.

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"When would your honeymoon end? " Sam yell from outside the door.

"Its infinite. Let us rest" Natasha shouted back.

"You both would need some energy to continue, I have made some breakfast, if you guys have any interest" Sam stated and then left.

"I wish I could stay in this bed with you forever " Natasha said.

"Nat?! Go fast. We don't want to eat rotten eggs" I said.

She smiled, and kissing my cheek, hurried into the shower, she forgot the towel, took it, then returned.

"Steve" she opened the door again, her hair were covered with shampoo, but her body was shielded behind the door. I still looked away.

"I am so stupid, can you get my bra from the bags. Just get me anyone you find" she said.

"Yeah alright " I replied and quickly searched and handed one to her, without looking at the texture or color.

Was this room sharing a mistake? After all she's a girl. She needs privacy on so may things.

I was still thinking, when she walked out with a towel wrapped around her torso and another on her hair. My eyes widened again, my heartbeat raced again.

"Hurry up, the water is still hot. " she told me. I nodded and lowering my gaze, I grabbed my towel and rushed into the bathroom. Giving her some privacy.

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Natasha is too comfortable with him😂
Oh Steve, you poor silly guy.
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